After a long silence, the system seemed a little annoyed. "Host, please act normally. This will cause serious problems for the system!"
"In any case, I will launch a new product tomorrow that costs 3,000 gold coins, and then use cash to buy ingredients that cost 3,000 gold coins." Mag paused for a moment before calmly emphasizing, "3,000 gold coins in cash."
"Approved," the system replied immediately.
Meg smiled. This system really has no integrity. He touched Amy's head with a smile. "Okay, I'll make la zhi roujiamo for you in the morning the day after tomorrow, okay?"
"La zhi roujiamo?" Amy's eyes lit up. She looked at Meg and asked curiously, "Father, what's that?"
"It's a kind of pancake that's a hundred times better than pancakes. Amy will know when she wakes up the day after tomorrow." Meg kept her guessing and didn't reveal too much.
"It must be very, very good." Amy thought about it carefully. It was a hundred times better than pancakes, and she looked at Meg expectantly. "Okay.
"Mm-hmm. Go wash up first, then change into your pajamas and lie on the bed. I'll come back to tell you a story after I've done the dishes and cleaned up the dining room, okay?" Mag withdrew his hand.
"Okay." Amy nodded obediently. She got down from the high stool, squatted on the ground, and patted the big egg that was wrapped in the blanket. She said seriously, "Ugly Duckling, you have to sleep well too. Then come out early and grow up quickly." Then she climbed up the stairs with some effort with her short legs.
Meg smiled. Looking at the big egg on the ground, he felt sorry for the little thing that was named Ugly Duckling before it was even born.
He washed the bowls and spoons in the dishwasher, cleaned the 16 tables, and mopped the floor. Looking at the clean and tidy dining room, Meg smiled. Although he was a little tired, it was very fulfilling. He didn't need to ask the staff for help for the time being.
By the time Meg turned off the lights and went upstairs, Amy, who had changed into her teddy bear pajamas, was already sound asleep. Her beautiful eyelashes fluttered slightly, making her look like a little angel.
Meg put her little hand under the quilt and tucked in the corner. It seemed that the little girl was very sleepy today.
"System, I want to buy a set of pajamas. I want a big brown bear," Meg said in his mind.
"This system …"
"Cash."
"The pajamas are already in the wardrobe. Host, please check." A line of small words floated past.
She bought one and opened the wardrobe. Inside was a set of brown furry bear pajamas. The pattern on the front was a cute bear.
"Very good." Meg nodded with satisfaction and took his clothes to take a shower.
If it was in his previous life, he would never wear pajamas like this. If anyone mentioned it to him, he would get angry.
Right now, he was thinking, "Amy will be very happy when she wakes up tomorrow morning, right?"
After taking a shower, he changed into his pajamas and went back to his room. Meg lay on the bed and thought about crowdfunding. This concept was definitely too advanced in this world. Moreover, the restaurant had only been open for two days. It would not be easy to raise such a large amount of money like 3000 gold coins.
After thinking for a while, Meg had a rough idea. The customers who had been eating in the restaurant for the past two days could be considered to be middle-class. Their spending power was not bad, and he had also learned some information from their conversations.
Mobai was one of the few dwarven craftsmen in the City of Chaos. They could sell a weapon made by them for 1000 gold coins.
And he ate two plates of Yangzhou fried rice three times a day. Other than the delicious taste, he probably wanted to relieve muscle fatigue and become a long-term customer.
Haga and Habeng were the sons of the chief of the orc tribe. They were in charge of purchasing for the tribe. Being able to buy weapons and equipment for the tribal warriors in Mobai reminded Meg of the police in Dubai who were equipped with supercars.
As for Conti, he didn't reveal too much information about his identity. However, apart from the black donkey, the one or two accessories he casually revealed proved that he was the second generation of a wealthy family. In any case, he was someone who didn't lack money.
He also remembered the elf girl who had come yesterday. But she probably did not have much money on her, so she had not come in the past two days. So, he did not consider her.
There were a few other customers who had come for dinner today. He was not familiar with them, so it would not be good to rashly recommend them. So, he decided to focus on them for now.
After making up his mind, Meg glanced at Amy, who was still sleeping soundly. He reached out to turn off the light, and soon fell asleep as well.
After a good night's sleep, Meg opened his eyes the next morning. A little person was already standing at the head of the bed, looking at him with surprise with her mouth slightly open.
"Our Amy woke up so early." Meg sat up with a smile and reached out to rub Amy's hair.
"Yes, yes. Father's clothes are the same as Meg's. It's a big bear. Amy's is a little bear, so it's a little bear and a bear father, right?" Amy said happily as she pointed at the big bear in front of Meg.
"Yes. Does Meg like it?" Meg nodded with a smile.
"Amy likes it a lot. It's so soft and warm." Amy threw herself into Meg's arms, rubbed her little face against his chest, and closed her eyes comfortably.
Meg looked at Amy, who was lying in front of him like a kitten, and felt that his heart was about to melt. After playing with Amy for a while, he washed up and went downstairs.
"Other people's fathers will help them tie their hair. When are you going to help Amy tie her hair?" After going downstairs, Amy got out of Meg's arms, touched a strand of her ahoge, and looked at Meg with a pout.
"Uh … I'll work hard." Meg scratched his head a little awkwardly. This was really a difficult problem for him. If today's crowdfunding was successful, he would definitely buy the hair-tying experience bag from the system first. In the future, he would be able to tie whatever hairstyle Amy wanted.
"Good luck, Father. Amy has faith in you." Amy clenched her little fist and encouraged him.
"Okay." Meg didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he nodded.
After having breakfast with Amy, Meg took out a pen and paper and wrote six similar subscription slips, each costing 500 gold coins. After carefully checking that there were no problems, he looked at the time and saw that it was just about time for business, so he went to open the door.
"Mr. Mak, business was good yesterday." The first one to arrive was still Mobai. He sat down at his usual seat and said with a smile, "Same old, two plates of Yangzhou fried rice."
"Mr. Mo, you've attracted a lot of customers. Please wait a moment." Meg nodded with a smile.
As soon as Mobai sat down, Habeng and Haga also arrived. The sound of iron hooves stomping on the ground came from outside the door. "Mr. Mo, we're here again. Five plates of Yangzhou fried rice per person."
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